98 How’s The Party? (1/2)

Under the watchful stare of Wang Yong, and the man who was picking up the last glass of red wine on the waiter's tray, Hui Yin approached Nian Zhen.

Dandan, who was behind Hui Yin, pretended to be absorbed on picking a piece of dessert from the buffet table.

Dandan was the youngest daughter of a family that stood on the lowest rung of Beijing's upper class, which was why she was glad that she became friends with the affluent Nian Zhen. As of now, only Hui Yin and Nian Zhen knew of the friendship that existed between the two of them.

If not for the memories of her previous life, Hui Yin would have also remained ignorant about this piece of information.

”Miss Nian. You wanted to speak to me?”

The two girls faced each other, one in white, the other dressed in a red so dark that it was almost black. Although they were both beautiful in their own right, any pretty female standing next to Hui Yin tonight would simply lose their luster.

Hui Yin's bright gaze, her smile, and the confidence that seemed to radiate out of her like a halo made anyone around her feel entranced.

Nian Zhen was still seething about what happened with Lu Shen, but she didn't blame him. Or rather, she couldn't blame him. So her anger found another outlet, and it was this girl standing in front of her—this girl that she believed had completely bewitched him.

Brother Shen hadn't been angry with her before, so this must be that slut's fault!

Everything was completely ruined because of her!

Nian Zhen smiled.

”Yinyin, how's the party? Did you like it?”

Hui Yin matched her smile with an even more dazzling one.

”Mmm. It was pretty great...”

Wang Yong, who was surreptitiously watching them, suddenly noticed that something was wrong. He realized that the socialite behind Hui Yin had moved her hand, covertly using the darkness shrouding the entire buffet table to shove Hui Yin.

Feeling uneasy, he instinctively yelled, ”Watch out!”

Lu Shen, who had also seen this, spilled half the glass of red wine that he was holding onto his black suit. He drew in a breath of cold air, the heart inside his chest violently jerking in alarm.

But Hui Yin had expected all of this.